The World Series went by faster than Ben Johnson on steroids. Ouchy, you have to hate getting swept, but at least the boys played well. Hats off to Brandon Backe who pitched yet another post-season gem. Nice. Congrats Astros, you made Houston proud. Next year we will just have to go ahead and win it all. I guess I'd better get my season tickets (like I have the $$$ for such luxuries; I need to save it for throwing virtual chips around like they're going out of style).
I'm getting closer to grinding away at the Interpoker bonus. I'm 33% there. And at least I have a little profit (including the future bonus, of course). Grinding away, 3 tabling gets interesting at times. At this rate, I should have cleared the bonus by, oh say, next Christmas. Yeah, I'm that good.
You know it's funny how everything is relative. When I first took the wild leap into the online poker/craps/lottery world, everything seemed to move so fast. And that was with just one table. In fact, it's only within the last 3-4 months, that I have even attempted to multi-table. Then I took the leap into 2 tables at once. My nerves were shot after just playing for 30 minutes after the first time I did it. Now, I seem to get bored while playing just 2 tables. Every once in a while, I'll just play 1 table, when I decide to really concentrate on the other players. Damn, it's hard to do now. And don't get me started on Brick and Mortar casinos, especially while folding for 2 hours straight, and watching idiotic morons win huge pots with 83os. But I digress. I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's pretty interesting how your perspective changes. One day you're freaking playing one table. The next day you're bored with 4 tables going, 2 dogs nipping at your feet (it's happened many times to me), music blaring, and a roommate that's screaming about his bad beat as he's sitting next to you. I'm all grows up. I'm all grows up. Wow, if only I can get back to a consistent upswing, things will be Oh-Tay!
My sister is coming to visit me this weekend. We haven't hung out together in years (I mean just the two of us). Now stop singing that song.....Just the two of us, you and I. Argh. Sorry. We're gonna go to a huge tailgate party before/after the Mighty Mighty Houston Texans game. It should be a lot of fun, assuming that she doesn't get so drunk that she hurls in my bathtub again. It actually happened once; chicken parmesian w/a heavy dose of rum and cokes all over my bathtub. Nice, thanks a lot Little Sis. It was pretty freaking hilarious though, because her new boyfriend at the time cleaned it all up.
Well kids, I think I'm gonna watch Daisy chew off Earl's (my other dog) ear. I don't know how it doesn't hurt, bu she bites the crap outta him, and he doesn't flinch. Keep on keepin' on.
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